The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 3: Unexpected Ally…

Lyla

For a moment, nobody moved.

Then slowly, Darius released me, his expression shifting from arrogance to unease.

“Who the hell was that?” he muttered glancing in the direction of the growl.

I didn’t answer.

I didn’t know who he was either but I felt a strange pull towards him, a sense of safety I hadn’t felt in years.

My eyes drifted to where he was across the room but he was no longer there.

I turned around frantically, searching for him in the crowd, but I couldn’t find him.

He was just here a few seconds ago.

The cruel laughter from the boys reminded me of my current dilemma.

One of the boys suddenly yelped and pointed to my legs – I flushed in embarrassment as they laughed again.

It was my warm juices… I was so horny that I could feel every underwear I had on, soaked.

I closed my eyes, trying to block everyone out.

My body was just reacting to having plenty of men around me at the same time.

“What’s the matter, Lyla?” feeling a little… needy?” Darius taunted me as he stepped closer again.

“I bet you’d do anything to make this stop, wouldn’t you?”

My breath hitched.

I could feel my heat intensifying.

Darius’ voice – the manly scent of the men around me… gosh! It was driving me crazy, making my skin burn and my thoughts blur.

It was as though every nerve in my body was on fire and my senses were overwhelmed by the unbearable desire coursing through my veins.

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I moaned loudly, clamping my legs together as the scent of my high arousal hung heavy in the air.

Right now, that didn’t matter, I just wanted to take care of the pressure building inside me.

“Come on,” Darius sneered, leaning in closer.

“Why don’t you just beg us? We might take pity on you, mutt.

”

recoiled, my

stung, but the worst part was the twisted flicker of excitement that pulsed

my body’s betrayal, how it craved for any touch, any relief, even

my breath ragged and I knew I was losing

wasn’t the peak yet but the heat was too much and my

their taunts mingling with the roaring in

one of

“She can barely stand.

Pathetic.

”

stepped forward and ran

he inserted his finger inside it, tears

my tongue up and down his

with false sympathy as he turned

she’d do anything to make this

Do you

anymore, I pushed through them before he could finish speaking,

on me, could hear mocking laughter

get away, to

collided with a solid wall

an apology on my lips but the words died

was the

a mix of curiosity and

– tall, broad-shoulders, dressed in an impeccably tailored suit –

hush fell over the room

their stares and a sickening dread pooled in my

on the third finger of

was a Lycan leader, but not

Leader of the White Moon Throne – the highest rank in

as I realized the gravity of the

before the most powerful man in my

trembled, expecting a reprimand

for uncontrolled heat

disgrace, a shame that could bring down the wrath of the White Moon Throne

leader’s eyes were intense, a deep amber that seemed

condemnation, his gaze

out, pulling me up from the ground

okay?” He asked, his voice sending shivers through my

his hand warm against my arm and my breath hitched again as I struggled to

stammered but my body chose that moment

over me, stronger than before and

my vision blurring

me, his grip was

were impossibly close now and I could feel the hard planes of his chest against mine, I could smell the intoxicating mix

and found his gaze fixed on me with an intensity that

Time seemed to slow.

background as I and the

of something raw